The Road – haunting but great

Cormac McCarthy The Road

It has always felt strange that I have never read anything by Cormac McCarthy because he is systematically in the top 10 with The Road in the reading lists of books of all time.

Having finally read the book, I can confirm that The Road is haunting but great.

A father and son who remain unnamed trek through a country dominated by violent cannibalistic gangs looking for food after a disaster that has turned everything into ashes.

It is a desperate story that nevertheless ends hopeful.

I read that Cormac McCarthy is also the author of No Country For Old Men, a movie I did see.

Now I want to read more of his. Blood Meridian is at the ready.

Carters Beach from the porch

Our cottage in Carters Beach is a kind of mobile home with attached covered porch. Looking toward the beach you see Donaldos, a restaurant, cafe, snack bar, store where the locals and the tourists who don’t feel like driving to Westport get drinks, food and breakfast.

In the foreground are two large ferns, which grow like trees here. You can’t see it but a seagull squawks, a dog barks. In the distance the sea murmurs.

It should close behind us as we leave. The knobs on the poles are the Bakelite insulators for electricity poles. The fence is made of railroad sleepers stacked on top of each other.

On the porch is a collection of shells.